Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Nigeria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Hasil Adkins to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Mandrill,
Reagan Youth,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Near,
Rod Modell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bob Dylan,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Goldenarms,
Schoolly D,
The Fire Engines,
Dual Sessions,
Eurythmics,
Porter Ricks,
Dave Gahan,
L. Decosne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skaos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fugs,
Donald Byrd,
This Heat,
Soulsonic Force,
Arcadia,
Stiv Bators,
Ossler,
Colin Newman,
The Electric Prunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sight & Sound,
Interpol,
Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Symarip,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Subhumans,
The Misunderstood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Bowie,
Todd Rundgren,
The Selecter,
The Music Machine,
Joyce Sims,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Sneak,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moby Grape,
Erykah Badu,
Circle Jerks,
Yazoo,
Stereo Dub,
F. McDonald,
Surgeon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.